I shall be grateful for this hemi-demi-semi cold and its hoarse voice and productive cough because it allows me to cancel tomorrow's dentist appointment so I needn't be up at 7:30 and piled onto a rush hour train.
And I am grateful as always for my flannel sheets and hot air mister and woolly socks and sleep balaclava and many beanbags- though I wish the beanbags stayed warm the way hot water bottles do. (I wonder why they don't?)
